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i Am
07:22
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I’m an iMan in my iLand
I have the world in my iHand
So smart so dumb
In a bubble from the rubble
All pressing round
All one alone
Bubble up head to head
Foam awhile insect style
Form cocoons swarm dragoons
Interest at our hearts
Alone all one
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2. |
Tensions
09:05
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Slow down the world
I want to get off get off on you now
Slow down my world
I want to get off get on with you now
The present burns
The past in a blast
The future turns
To past so fast
Slow down the world
I want to get off get off on you now
Slow down my world
I want to get off get on with you now
The present sold
To the future
Deeds are enrolled
Within the past
Now it´s recorded
A slice of then
Hurredly hoarded
For some time when
Slow down
Slow down the world
I wanna get off on you now
I wanna get on
Slow down my world
I wanna get off
I wanna get on
I wanna get off
I wanna get on
I wanna get off
I wanna get on
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3. |
Mirror on the Wall
06:06
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Mirror mirror me ‘ead’s too small
For the mind behind this boney wall
Brain my TARDIS space-time browsing
Endless tourist neatly housing
My mirror view within the wall
Bouncing light to my mind’s eyeball
Our sight to see our tale to tell
Making history shake the warning bell
Where when why and how
And then here and now
Who but why there it’s not fair
I and I me and you
I and I we too
Who but why there it’s not fair
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4. |
Pro Human
04:40
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Nothing is first one equals one
One with one bring and three out of two
All is one all has a good ring
All is one all all is one thing
Human numbers
Four better for worse
Fore up four down
Add and subtract All one is one
One becomes whole all one is all
First one now all second in doubt
And the wrong born all levered out
For richer four ninety-nine per cent
Hundred are poorer now all for one all
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Greasy Pole
08:21
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Hold on to your puzzle
It’s your lying extreme
And it’s not in your trying
Overstating your dream
Lift up and be counted
Concentrating you scheme
Back stab underrated
It’s gold plated! You scream
Climb that wall the greasy pole
Climb that wall Fear is your way up
Hold on to your muddle
It’s a struggle it seems
Sleep tight in your palace
Life is cozy with cream
Get up waking fury
Bleeding steady it steams
And it’s not in your interest
Venting all of your spleen
Climb that wall the greasy pole
Climb that wall Fear is your way up
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6. |
Poor Rich Poor
04:35
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Kids ripped untimely from mother and home
Bunged into their class surrounded all lone
Connections to squeeze parts cram in the play
Handy lines one day to fool the world astray
Guilt edged legacy birthright from the clan
Pursuing money’s reproductive plan
A silver spoon but at the end a paid maid’s hand
A well-served everland for others to withstand
You have money but then money has you
You spend money but then money spends you
Poor Rich Poor Rich Poor Rich Poor
Losing kids so young for their bringing up
Making more natural less plainly corrupt
The bully order of the familiar few
Mammon’s work to do with the well-primed cue
Poor money conned rich their guarded gardens
With paid-up play pals lies and pardons
Litigated spouse objects massed higher
Always the buyer for others’ desire
Poor Rich Poor Rich Poor Rich Poor
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7. |
Bubblegum
04:13
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Too many cars too many people
Too much bubblegum too much treacle
You’re my stereotype you’re my equal
Paper’s telling me all the gruesome details
Bubblegum
Sugar and salt gimme alcohol
Mix up some religion nations fall
Too much oil too much treacle
Too much bubblegum drug of the people
Bubblegum
Too many stars and foolish people
Too much bubblegum too much treacle
you’re my stereotype you’re my equal
Paper’s telling me seeking my approval
Bubblegum
Too much information and little concentration
Not enough compassion far too much fashion
Too much oil Too much treacle
Too much bubblegum tranquilizing people
Can’t you see me falling can’t you see me fall?
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8. |
The Goddess
06:35
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The Goddess she is rising
And you know she always wins
The desert she is screaming
She knows what blood they’ll bring
Our politicians preening
Devil dealings it’s the same
Overhead the vulture’s keening
They don’t care who’s to blame
Retribution she comes calling
Been waiting all these years
False idols are falling
This time they’ll make us pay dear
And the word it is spreading
To catch the young man’s ear
The mediums are feeding
To bring the message and the fear
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